You were an enigma,
With a sleeve full of tattoos,
And the other rolled down to the wrist.
You were Prince Charming and Peter Pan,
all in one.
You were a fairytale with a twist.
You were a book written in a language unknown,
A constellation unnamed.
You were Aurora's castle with weeds overgrown,
Blindfolded was how you played the game.
YOU ARE READING
Crying Skies, Rain And Discarded Memories
Poetrymidnight silk flows from her head and a stormy sea lies in her eyes magic flows every time she speaks a crimson silence dancing across her lips
